[The weight does not seem to bother him at all, for all that he looks like a strong sneeze could bowl him over. However, having the big cake in one hand and his own plate in the other - because of course he didn't set it down - he sort of seems to realize that it'll be very hard to actually set either down. And he can't exactly get rid of one to solve this problem, because that is his problem.
He's stuck, basically. Behold the mighty samurai, laughing a bit sheepishly and shifting as he tries to balance the weight.] On second thought... could you take it back and set it down over there? [Something makes him look down - something being a small pig biting his kimono and pulling at it hard, making him wobble slightly - and he frowns a bit.]
Not now, Saizou. You'll get some later. Ah, miss...? [Save him before he'll be awash on a sea of cake.]
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He's stuck, basically. Behold the mighty samurai, laughing a bit sheepishly and shifting as he tries to balance the weight.] On second thought... could you take it back and set it down over there? [Something makes him look down - something being a small pig biting his kimono and pulling at it hard, making him wobble slightly - and he frowns a bit.]
Not now, Saizou. You'll get some later. Ah, miss...? [Save him before he'll be awash on a sea of cake.]